Mum, not dumb

Never one to believe in herself
Her life got shelfed
As a mum
Who said she was dumb.
But she wasn’t really,
Just didn’t finish school
Because back then
Things messed up her rule
So that her life
Was not hers to own
Rather full of strife,
That stuck and staggered
Her into a gradual grade decline.

She was far from dumb
She’d talk a table leg off
Sometimes, when on topic.
Being a mum made her louder
Than an electric guitar lick
Heavy metal style amped-up.
She had so much to say.
Still does. Still can. Still will.

She knows now
That she’s not as dumb
As she thought she was.
She thinks that it was
Dumb to have thought
That she was dumb
All those years ago…

She is a mum, not dumb
Dummies are in shop windows
Dummies are what babies suck
And mummies are very smart
Women who have children
Or very scary creatures
That come out of crypts!

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Initially NO enjoys reading poems in pubs and other venues around Melbourne and will be running West Word in Footscray this year. A poetry group that meets at the Dancing Dog cafe 2pm every 2nd and 4th Sunday of each month.
She also enjoys painting and music and has produced several books available on internet book sites like createspace.

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